Sit at a football game...in 48 degree temps...with a headwind blowing...on metal bleachers...while underdressed...
The Husband and I have decided we are going to start timing everything from here on out in football minutes. As in, "Dinner will be ready in 7 football minutes." --Or 20 minutes in real time.
"I was 20 football minutes late for work this morning." --45 real minutes.
It's the way time should run, don't you think?
Pic is from that football game we went to that made time stand still.